patriotism

I admit it. I’m a terrible Remainer. Sure, I hung a ‘Vote Remain’ poster in my window. Sure, I made the unprecedented step of discussing politics with my family in order to stress the insanity of voting Leave. And sure, when the United Kingdom (well, England and Wales) did vote to leave the European Union, I fell into a genuine period of mourning for my country and continent. And yet when a march in favour of a final vote on